Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Poland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Smog to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Aloha Tigers,
Metal Thangz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Duran Duran,
The Doors,
Subhumans,
Ten City,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gun Club,
Zero Boys,
Guru Guru,
H. Thieme,
Ossler,
Quadrant,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Q65,
Johnny Clarke,
Loose Ends,
Amon Düül II,
The Fuzztones,
Blossom Toes,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
D'Angelo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Jandek,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
U.S. Maple,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radio Birdman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Pole,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dual Sessions,
The Fugs,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magazine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Happenings,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sixth Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
Mantronix,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.